Nobody’s Home

Album cover art for "Nobody’s Home" by Clint Black

Clint Black - Country, In English

Nobody’s Home

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Duration: 3:30

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[Verse 1] Move slowly to my dresser drawers Put my blue jeans on Find my cowboy boots, my button down Strap my timepiece on my arm Grab my billfold, my pocket change Just a mindless old routine Then it's out the door and down the street But it's not really me [Chorus] I still comb my hair the same Still like the same cologne And I still drive that pickup truck That the same old bank still owns But since you left, everybody says I'm not the guy they've known The lights are on, but nobody's home [Verse 2] Cup of coffee in the mornin' It's just food for the brain I've been numb since our last goodbyes Haven't felt a thing But now there's pains in my head and pains in my chest And I think I'm losing my hair I'm half a man with half a mind To think you didn't care [Chorus] I still comb my hair the same Still like the same cologne And I still drive that pickup truck That the same old bank still owns But since you left, everybody says I'm not the guy they've known The lights are on, but nobody's home [Guitar Solo] [Outro] Since you left, everybody says I'm not the guy they've known The lights are on, but nobody's home The lights are on, but nobody's home

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  • Clint Black